Am I Supposed To Know My Wife’s Blood Type?

As you all have probably figured out, I am not anywhere near “the cusp” or “the cutting edge” or whatever of popular culture. So you’ll have to forgive me for being (I think) 10 years late with my review of this one movie.

The movie is “Gone Girl,” and my review of it is basically, it’s the stupidest goddamn movie I have ever seen.

Now to be fair, some of my all-time favorite movies — “UHF,” “Airplane,” “Life of Brian,” “Hot Shots,” “The Naked Gun,” etc. ad nauseam — are beyond any shadow of a doubt, pretty goddamn stupid.

But these movies are intentionally stupid. Their being stupid is the whole point: we the viewers are supposed to watch and laugh at the utter stupidity of not only the plot of these quite stupid movies, but also at the utter stupidity of the characters:

“Don’t call me Shirley.”

“Badgers? We don’t need no stinking badgers!”

“For God’s sake, I’ve even got my father’s eyes.”

…and so on.

Anyway, I never watched “Gone Girl” until last night, and I fell asleep about halfway through, before the evil wife character’s shenanigans are shown; and in the first half I kept saying “oh my God, this movie is stupid” until I rolled over and fell asleep.

Little did I know, the stupidity of the first half of the film was nothing compared to the stupidity of the second half. I mean without even getting into the obvious misogyny of the film’s script, without even attempting to describe the “boys will be boys” macho bullshit the film defends without apology — “I was saying what you wanted me to say,” is roughly what Ben Affleck’s character says to his wife, after she sees him on TV — the dialogue and the plot of “Gone Girl” are so completely idiotic and dumb that in my opinion, it should be in the same genre as “Hot Shots,” “The Naked Gun,” and those sort of films.

And hey, I don’t know or really care what went on between Johnny Depp and Amber Heard a few years back, but it seems like the Depp side kept saying “oh, she’s just like Gone Girl!”

And now that I have actually seen “Gone Girl,” I realize that this argument carries roughly the same weight as “but in ‘Airplane,’ the auto-pilot was a blowup doll, so there must be a blowup doll in the cockpit up there.”

Anyway, O’Bannion is still Affleck’s best role.

“I’m sorry ma’am. I was just escorting your fine young son home from school. There are some ruffians about and…”

Get Off My Lawn

Just scrolling through Facebook and Instagram, and occasionally Twitter…

I noticed something.

All this “gen x” “millennial” “gen y” “gen z” whatever, is —

And please listen to this:

The leveraging of your — yes, your — inevitable process of aging to create revenue for useless products and businesses.

“Gen Z thinks Gen X should stop wearing ankle socks,” and so on.

Personally, I wear the smallest, thinnest socks possible because my feet get hot.

A lot of body heat is dissipated through the feet.

I don’t give a shit what anybody from “Gen X” or “millennials” or whatever thinks about that.

I don’t wear the shortest socks possible because I care what it looks like.

I wear them because god dammit, my feet get hot.

Why in the hell should I care what someone else of any age thinks of that?

We are losing this, as a culture. This ability to elevate practicality over, well, over whatever “Gen X” and “Gen Z” is.

When I was a kid, adults didn’t give the slightest bit of a shit about what kids thought was cool.

Now, it’s like every adult is trying to cowtow to what flipping young people like.

Young people are idiots!

When did we forget that?

No disrespect meant to young people. You’re doing the best you can.

When I was your age, I was an idiot, too.

But listen to me: you don’t know shit about anything.

You’re getting a taste of it. And you’re understanding more and more every day.

It gets better. And it gets worse.

So what? That’s life.

The best part is, as long as you don’t grow old giving a shit what young people — or any people — think about you, you’re gonna wear the most comfortable goddamn socks you can get.

Get off my lawn.